Escape to Paradise: Stunning Adosado in Ribadesella, Spain!
Escape to Paradise: Ribadesella's Best Kept Secret? (Honest Review!)
Okay, folks, buckle up. I just got back from a stay at "Escape to Paradise: Stunning Adosado in Ribadesella, Spain!" and, well, let's just say it was an experience. Forget those polished, perfectly curated hotel reviews. This is the real deal. We're talking warts and all, the good, the bad, and the slightly baffling. Let's dive in, shall we?
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First off, let's address the elephant in the room: Accessibility. They say it's accessible. And, to be fair, they try. They've got an elevator (thank the heavens!), and the descriptions mention facilities for disabled guests. But here's the thing, and this is where I’m starting to get a little… well, opinionated: while the main areas are pretty good, navigating the entire place with mobility issues might be a slight adventure. Some of the paths felt a tad narrow, and I’m not sure how easy it would be to get around the pool with a view (which, by the way, IS breathtaking). So, if full-on, super-smooth accessibility is your absolute priority, maybe call ahead and get the lowdown before you commit. Don't get me wrong, they do have it, just maybe not perfectly implemented yet.
Internet Access: Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! Internet, Internet [LAN], Internet services, Wi-Fi in public areas.
Okay, so the Wi-Fi. Thank goodness for the Free Wi-Fi in all rooms because my phone data was practically non-existent. The Internet [LAN] was a bit of a mystery to me, honestly – my tech skills max out at “power button.” But the Wi-Fi in public areas was decent, even though I kept getting booted off and had to log back in. Let's just say I did my best work in the room. The Internet services were there, and the signal was strong in the rooms.
The Room: Ah, the Room! (And that Damn Mirror!)
Alright, let's get down to brass tacks: the room itself. I was in one of the Non-smoking rooms (yay!). And it had a window that opens! A small victory, but a victory nonetheless. The Air conditioning was a lifesaver in the August heat. We had a desk, a seating area (perfect for late-night chats), a refrigerator to keep the cervezas chilled, and a coffee/tea maker. Basic, but essential.
And the mirror… oh, the mirror. It was huge! And I mean, huge. I swear, I spent half the time admiring myself (kidding! Mostly). Seriously though, everything you could want: Bathrobes, slippers, towels, hair dryer, complimentary tea – they thought of everything.
The Additional toilet was a HUGE plus, especially with the kids. The Interconnecting room(s) available would have been perfect if we hadn't decided to separate (more on that later). The In-room safe box was a relief, too.
The Bed? Comfortable, yes. Extra long bed? Maybe not extra enough for my six-foot-something husband. The blackout curtains were fantastic – perfect for those post-lunch naps. The reading light was a nice touch, too.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Bring Your Appetite! (And Maybe Some Antacids)
Food, glorious food! They seriously take this seriously. The Breakfast [buffet] was a sight to behold. Loads of options. The Western breakfast was excellent, and the Asian breakfast was surprisingly good. I tried the Asian cuisine in the restaurant, and it was a bit of a mixed bag, but the sushi? Chef's kiss. The Desserts in restaurant were to die for. Soup in restaurant was a solid choice too.
They have a Bar, a Poolside bar, and a Coffee shop. The Happy hour was indeed happy, if a little crowded. The Bottle of water in the room was a thoughtful touch. They also had a Snack bar, which was a lifesaver for the kids. The Restaurants were good, but I'd recommend the A la carte in restaurant for dinner. The Coffee/tea in restaurant was always on point.
Spa, Relaxation, and Pampering: Finding My Zen (Eventually)
Okay, so this is where "Escape to Paradise" really shines. The Spa/sauna was a dream. The Steamroom was heavenly. I had a Body scrub and a Body wrap – pure bliss. And the Massage? Seriously, the best massage I've ever had. The Pool with view was stunning, and I spent hours just staring at the ocean. They also have a Gym/fitness if you're into that sort of thing. I stuck to the Foot bath.
Cleanliness and Safety: Feeling Safe, Even With the Kids
I'm a bit of a germaphobe, and I have to say, I felt pretty safe. They have Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, and the staff are clearly trained in safety protocol. They also had Hand sanitizer everywhere, and it's a cashless payment service. They even had Individually-wrapped food options, which was reassuring. The rooms are Rooms sanitized between stays.
Services and Conveniences: They've Thought of Everything (Mostly)
The Concierge was super helpful with arranging things. The Daily housekeeping kept the place spotless. They have Laundry service and Dry cleaning, which was a lifesaver after my kids' epic ice cream meltdown. Luggage storage was also very handy. The Elevator was a godsend.
For the Kids: Kid-Friendly, Yes, But…
This is where things got a little…interesting. The hotel is definitely Family/child friendly. They have Babysitting service (thank goodness!), and Kids facilities. The Kids meal options were decent, though my picky eaters were not always impressed. The Family/child friendly was a huge plus.
Things to Do: Exploring Ribadesella (and Surviving the Kids)
Ribadesella is beautiful. The Things to do are endless. We spent days at the beach, exploring the caves, and eating all the tapas we could find. I’m not going to lie, I did a lot of sitting on the Terrace with a glass of wine, watching the world go by.
The Imperfections: The Little Things That Made It…Real
Okay, here's where things get a little messy. Remember that "escape" part? Well, it wasn't always an escape. Because… kids. And sometimes, the kids are a lot. Our room was near the elevator, and we could hear it, which was less than ideal. The walls, I swear, were paper-thin. I could hear the neighbors' conversations, which, at 3 a.m., was not ideal.
And the food. While mostly great, some of it was a bit…meh.
The Verdict: Would I Go Back?
Look, "Escape to Paradise" isn't perfect. But it's charming, it's comfortable, and it's got a heart. The staff are lovely, the location is fantastic, and the spa? Worth the price of admission alone.
Would I go back? Absolutely. But next time, I'm booking a room on a higher floor, requesting extra soundproofing, and bringing my own earplugs. And maybe a bodyguard to deal with the kids.
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Okay, buckle up buttercups, because this ain't your grandma's meticulously planned itinerary. This is a vibe. We're talking Adosado Bergantin, Habana Ribadesella, Spain… and a whole lotta chaos. Prepare for a rollercoaster, folks.
The (Highly Unofficial) Ribadesella Ramble: A Trip Through My Brain (and Asturias)
Day 1: Arrival, Anxiety, and Architectural Wonders (Maybe)
- Morning (aka, the pre-dawn panic): Land in Asturias. Pray the luggage makes it. Already sweating buckets. I'm a terrible flyer. This whole "travel" thing? A gamble.
- Mid-Morning (the Great Rental Car Quest): Find the rental car. Pray I don't break it. The clutch in these Spanish cars… they're a mystery. I swear, I stalled it five times just backing out of the lot. The rental agent gave me a look. A look that said, "This is going to be a long week." He was right.
- Afternoon (Adosado Bergantin Unveiling & Mild Panic): Arrive at the adosado. "Bergantin" sounds all swashbuckling and romantic. The adosado itself? Well, it is charming. In that slightly-worn-around-the-edges, "lived-in-but-loved" kind of way. The view, though. Magnificent. Sea, cliffs, pure Asturian drama. Instantly, I'm in love. Then I realize, no Wi-Fi password. The horror!
- Evening (Ribadesella Rambles & Tapas Trauma): Wander into Ribadesella town. The bridge is gorgeous. The river is doing its thing. I attempt tapas. Order way too much. End up with a plate of something that looks suspiciously like… well, I'm not sure what it is. Eat it anyway. Because, Spain. Drink Rioja. Feel slightly less anxious. Discover the sheer joy of people-watching. The Spaniards? They're masters. Note to self: learn how to really eat tapas. And maybe order a different dish next time.
Day 2: Caves, Crabs, and Cranky Car Adventures
- Morning (Cueva de Tito Bustillo & Mind-Blowing Art): Okay, the Cueva de Tito Bustillo. This is the thing. Prehistoric cave paintings! I'm a history nerd, so my inner archaeologist is screaming. The tour is in Spanish. I understand about 20%. Doesn't matter. The art… it's phenomenal. Primitive, powerful, and humbling. Makes you realize how long humans have been staring at the same stars. I walk out slightly stunned.
- Mid-Morning (Crab-Hunting Gone Wrong): Decide to be adventurous. "Let's go crab-hunting!" I announce. This is a terrible idea. Get to the beach. See the crabs. Get my feet wet. Get cold. Catch nothing. Return to the adosado defeated, smelling faintly of seaweed.
- Afternoon (The Car's Revenge): The car. Oh, the car. It starts making this… grinding noise. I'm convinced I've broken it. Again. Spend an hour trying to decipher the Spanish car manual (which is as useful as a chocolate teapot). Eventually, give up and resolve to drive very, very slowly. And, you know, pray.
- Evening (Ribadesella's Seafood & Sunset Serenity): Tonight, I have decided to double down on seafood. Find a restaurant with a view. Order fabada asturiana (the local bean stew) and some grilled fish. The food is incredible. The sunset is even more incredible. The sea is all fiery oranges and purples. For a moment, I forget about the car, the Wi-Fi, and my general anxiety. This, I think, is why I travel.
Day 3: Beach Bliss, Coastal Chaos & The (Hopefully) Repairing Car
- Morning (Beach Day - Sort Of): Head to the beach. It's gorgeous, but the wind is howling. Attempt to sunbathe. Get sandblasted. Give up and build a pathetic sandcastle. A child comes by and builds a much better one. I feel inadequate.
- Mid-Morning (Coastal Drive of Terror, Part 1): Decide to drive along the coast. The views are stunning. The roads? They're terrifying. Narrow, winding, and with sheer drops to the sea. I grip the steering wheel and whisper prayers to the car gods. The grinding noise is still there. I'm pretty sure it's judging me.
- Afternoon (Coastal Drive of Terror, Part 2 & The Mechanic): Find a mechanic in a tiny village. He speaks even less English than I speak Spanish. We communicate through hand gestures and the universal language of car trouble. He takes one look at the car and sighs. This is not a good sign.
- Evening (A Return to the Ribadesella's Charm): The mechanic, bless his heart, fixes the car (mostly). I celebrate by wandering the town. The town is still charming. The air smells like salt and something delicious cooking. I find a small bar, order a caña (small beer), and watch the world go by. I feel a little less lost.
Day 4: Picos de Europa, Altitude Sickness, and a Sheep Encounter
- Morning (Picos de Europa – Attempt 1): The plan: Drive into the Picos de Europa mountains. The reality: The roads are even more terrifying than the coastal ones. The views are breathtaking, but I'm also experiencing a mild panic attack. My stomach is doing flip flops.
- Mid-Morning (Picos de Europa – Retreat!): I pull over. I need to breathe. I'm not sure if it's the altitude, the roads, or just me, but I feel awful. I decide to bail. Safety first.
- Afternoon (Sheep!): On the way back, I get stuck behind a flock of sheep. Literally. They're just everywhere. I'm trapped. This is my life now. I'm a sheep herder. They're very cute.
- Evening (The Adosado Comfort & a Well-Earned Rest): Back at the adosado. I collapse on the sofa. I read a book, drink some wine, and watch the sunset. I decide that tomorrow, I'll just stay put. No driving. No mountains. Just… peace.
Day 5: The Joy of Doing Absolutely Nothing (and Some Serious Eating)
- Morning (Sleep In!): I sleep in. Glorious, wonderful sleep.
- Mid-Morning (Breakfast Bliss): Breakfast on the balcony. Bread, cheese, coffee, and the view. Simple pleasures.
- Afternoon (The Ribadesella Food Tour): Take my time to eat. The food is absolutely amazing, and I could eat it forever.
- Evening (Sunset, Wine, and Pure Bliss): Watch the sunset again. Drink more wine. Feel completely and utterly content. Maybe, just maybe, I'm starting to understand what this whole "travel" thing is about.
Day 6: Farewell (and the Great Airport Gamble)
- Morning (Packing, Panic, and the Car's Last Stand): Pack. Realize I have way too many souvenirs. The car starts making the grinding noise again. This time, I ignore it. There is no time to fix it.
- Mid-Morning (The Airport Dash): Drive to the airport. Pray the car makes it. Pray I make it. Pray my luggage makes it.
- Afternoon (Departure & Reflection): Landed. I'm exhausted, exhilarated, and already planning my return. Ribadesella, you beautiful, slightly chaotic place. Until next time.
- Evening (Home & Regret): I'm home. I miss the sea, the food, the chaos. I open my suitcase and find a collection of random things: a broken seashell, a half-eaten pastry, and a lingering smell of salt. Perfect.
Escape to Paradise: Your Ribadesella Adosado Questions... Answered (Maybe!)
Okay, seriously, is this place *actually* paradise? The photos look suspiciously perfect.
Alright, alright, let's be real. Paradise? Depends on your definition. Look, the photos *are* gorgeous. The adosado *is* stunning. But... and there's always a but, isn't there? The first time I walked in, I was like, "WHOA." Jaw on the floor. Then I noticed the tiny, almost imperceptible scratch on the kitchen island. And I thought, "Oh, right. Humanity."
So, paradise-adjacent? Maybe. You've got the view, the proximity to the beach, the whole "living in Spain" vibe... But remember, paradise doesn't come with a guarantee of perfectly functioning WiFi (more on that later!). Also, the stairs. They're pretty. They're winding. They're also a minor workout after a tapas-fueled evening. Just saying.
What's the deal with the location? Ribadesella, I've heard of it... or maybe I haven't.
Ribadesella. It's… charming. Okay, let's go beyond "charming." It's *stunning*. Picture this: Dramatic cliffs meeting the ocean, a beautiful beach (that's actually swimmable, unlike some beaches I've been to that are just... rocks), and a town that feels authentic, not like some tourist trap Disneyfied version of Spain.
The adosado itself is perfectly situated. Walkable to the beach (essential for those pre-siesta swims), walkable to the town (essential for the tapas and the vino). I remember the first time I walked to the beach from the adosado – I was so giddy, I almost tripped over a dog. A *very* cute dog, I might add. Ribadesella is a place where you can actually *breathe*. It’s a real place, with real people, and real, delicious food.
The kitchen... looks amazing. Is it actually functional, or just for show? I need to make coffee in the morning!
The kitchen. Oh, the kitchen. It's *gorgeous*. Stainless steel, sleek lines, the whole shebang. And yes, it's totally functional! Thank goodness. Because, let's be honest, a beautiful kitchen is useless without a decent coffee maker. And trust me, I tested that coffee maker *thoroughly*.
There's plenty of counter space (important for spreading out your breakfast ingredients – or, you know, the remnants of last night's tapas). The appliances all work, which is a huge relief. I once stayed somewhere with a *non*-functional oven. Traumatic. So, yes, you can cook, you can bake, you can make coffee, and you can probably impress your friends with your culinary skills (or at least pretend to). The only downside is the temptation to spend *too much* time in there, staring at the view and forgetting you're supposed to be *on vacation*.
What about the internet? I need to stay connected (work, social media, the usual). Is the WiFi reliable?
Ah, the internet. The modern-day Achilles' heel of paradise. Look, the WiFi *is* there. It's a thing. But let's just say it has its moments. Moments of brilliance. Moments of buffering. Moments where you start to question your entire existence and the necessity of Instagram.
It's generally okay for basic stuff – checking emails, browsing, posting the obligatory sunset photos. But if you're planning on streaming a marathon of your favorite show, or video conferencing with the boss, you might want to have a backup plan (like, you know, actually *going outside* and enjoying the sunshine). I remember one particularly crucial work call... let's just say I spent most of it staring at a spinning wheel and muttering under my breath. So, temper your expectations. Embrace the occasional digital detox. And maybe, just maybe, you'll appreciate the real world even more.
Is it family-friendly? We're thinking of bringing the kids.
Family-friendly? Yes, absolutely! Ribadesella is a fantastic place for kids. The beach is perfect for building sandcastles, the town has plenty of ice cream shops (essential), and there are tons of activities to keep them entertained.
The adosado itself is also well-suited for families. Plenty of space, a well-equipped kitchen (again, vital), and a safe environment. I'd still recommend keeping an eye on them around the stairs (they are beautiful, but can be tempting to run up and down!). One minor thing to note: the adosado, while beautiful, might not have a *ton* of kid-specific gear (high chairs, cribs, etc.). So, check with the owner beforehand to see what's available, or be prepared to bring your own. But overall, a big thumbs up for families. Just pack the sunscreen, and maybe a few extra snacks. You'll need them.
What's the vibe in Ribadesella? Is it a party town, or more relaxed?
Ribadesella is… a *vibe*. It's not Ibiza. It's not Magaluf. Thank goodness. It's more… *chill*. Relaxed. Authentic. There's a lively atmosphere, especially during the summer months, with lots of people enjoying themselves, but it's not overwhelming.
You can find bars with live music, restaurants that stay open late, and plenty of opportunities to mingle. But the emphasis is on enjoying life, savouring the food, and soaking up the atmosphere. I spent one evening at a local bar, chatting with some locals, and it was an absolute joy. No flashing lights, no ear-splitting music, just good conversation and great wine. That, in a nutshell, is Ribadesella. A place to unwind, recharge, and reconnect with yourself (and maybe discover a new favorite tapas dish!).
Okay, the stairs again. How many stairs are we talking? Seriously, I'm not getting any younger!
The stairs. Ah, yes, the stairs. They are… a feature. I'm not going to lie. I'm not going to sugarcoat it. They're there. And you will encounter them. Multiple times a day. Think… a decent number. Enough to make you think twice about that extra serving of paella.
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